But what you give you get And I?m not giving in But what you give you get you gave it all away I faced the facts of where I?m heading towards and it?s
you, slash you, knife you, mask and glove, midnight you But just not write you, cause I ain't like you You're just a fad, your double-time raps? Just
you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad (What the fuck you think you doing..........) I give a fuck who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin with
I told this bitch in gym class That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (Who Me?) Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and
sting You can be a big wrestler still I pimpin' ya The call me ?The Crippler' leglock will cripple ya Cause I don't care who's the tallest My body slam's
the canyons of your minds (POO-AAH!) "ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?" (Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's! Howard Johnson's!) "Ahhh! there's
angels nappy heads are braided that you make me see what's hard for me that don't make you flee when I enter your vicinity, you see my God ain't never
Not after all these things on your check you say, I'm gonna give God a little what's left. You do, and that's what you gonna get from God." [Violent
you King of the Get out you King of the, Get out you King of the Jews! Get out of here, you, you! Get out of here, you! Get out of my Life!
star in the sky And when I feel alone I know that you understand me I know that you comprehend me I'm looking for comfort in your smile Let's hurry,
with fronts, stunts, and hoodies Sissies with a name and claim to fame woody looking goody, it's all boogie to beat beat beat With deceit seat seeded and conceit's
you's a boy I knew you back when you was broke wearin' Bugle Boys Now you got tattoos ooh! You big killa I won't hesitate to slap you, you still a bitch
blaze nigga you ain't mad (What the f**k you think you doing..........) I give a f**k who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin with He ain't a
'm the crippled member Get away when I sat down in the office Heat in my lap, keep me walkin' awkward While y'all talk it, the doc reinforce it The mic, it's
Smith and Wesson's, glocks and lugers AK's, AR 15's Mack elevens and M-16's High caliber, so why try it? You live by it, so you die by it A muthafuckin
